Michael Christmas - Look Up / Save The Day lyrics

LOOK UP Tick Tick.. This sh** is like. what is it? what's the word?... Warm. This sh** is warm. The irony is it's cold as sh** out [Verse 1] I grew up by the crime side There was no sign side But all signs point to leaving And stand too long might stop your breathing The corner store selling beef patties n***a I'll gladly, spend that dollar Walk back to the crib head down They like "what's my addy?" Cause n***as always want to know where you from and The only thing different between us is that gun, damn Some nights I pray my uncle got away or that gun jammed I start looking up and I can't see not one Like god damn it, is this even the same planet? Got this whole escape since young, that I'm planning [Hook x2] Look up! ain't no stars in the hood But I bet we would leave if we could Look up! ain't no stars in the hood But I bet we would leave if we could [Verse 2] Can't sell no rock, No jump shot No bandana, no bang, no pop No hoes on me chicken heads don't flock Louisville Slugger next to my door knob I hope one day we can fly Get that bread, move to Dubai Master the P that's all they know Ask for the V that's all my hoes Hands in the sky that's all my shows Ask for the hook, how that sh** go? "I wrote this sh** cause I was actually.. I was smoking a cigarette it was 3 o'clock in the morning, and it's so hot on my block and sh** but, I still be trying to go outside, sometimes. So I look up and there's no clouds, but there's no stars." Beat Changes SAVE THE DAY Tick Tick Tick Tick [Verse] I said my mom say I can't swear I told her that wasn't fair They feeling on my hair They opposite they near They wonder about the jimmy She hope it leave her paralyzed Now she go back to school She Drake she in that chair damn f** a function Fully functioning at my hall of fame induction I'm spreading out my fingers and balling this sh** disgusting I feel like I'm the best so the acne couldn't Durant me n***a everybody bumping U2 invaded my iTunes for a minute The best album on there was still by Michael Christmas The most expensive n***a to budget. In time I'll get it I put a birthday cake on my rider in case I miss it Like what day was yesterday? I'm tryna cut the cake When I die, f** the wake. I want a party bring the fakes And bring my fans, and bring Lil B and tell him to bring his vans I want them in my casket, and bring a chicken basket Bring them hating n***as that was tryna let me have it And bring my wildest cousins yea I'm talking about the savage I hope they take the ankle bracelet off my cousin Jay Remember they would ask my pops if i could come and play I kicked his door a little think I wanna come and stay And hoes be acting crazy I reply with "namaste," honestly [Hook x2] For real for real And not for fake I tell the hoes They got the cake We eating out I'm talking grace I'm Superman I save the day